[It's all she can do to muster a nod, leaning on him for support. The cold still leaves pins and needles poking and prodding into her skin as warmth slowly returns to her body, awakening new aches and pains.]
Where is Father?
[It's taken her a few minutes to adjust but she recognizes this dank basement for what it is, slipping back into the charade she played before sleep took her.]
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Where is Father?
[It's taken her a few minutes to adjust but she recognizes this dank basement for what it is, slipping back into the charade she played before sleep took her.]